The Gods Were Crazy

Yes! More nu-metal angst-filled nonsense, written by DiRtY. You’ll see so much of their work. Enjoy this about a having a hangnail and Jonathan Davis not caring about it.

You, spit
Shit and beat on me
And my reaction to your action
Puts me in a place where I can’t take it back
But I have to speak
So I will speak
But was is it that I have to say?
Nothing
Can, be undone
Everything is remembered
Humiliations and procrastinations
All for what? All for what?
For taking you in my ass
Taking you into what you never did understand
Too many times to say
Too many times to ever fucking forget
Remember
I don’t want to hold on anymore
Let me go! Let me the fuck go!
I wish you were here, standing here right now
So you would know
What I feel right now
The feeling of of mercy
The feeling of understanding
You can’t give me that
You can’t give me that
You can’t give me, no you don’t
You don’t give me the chance to breathe
To be what I want to be
But God knows! He knows this!
I love you
I love you, don’t you get that?
I love you
I fucking love you and it hurts!
Don’t you get that!
I have nothing to live for if you’re not with me
I have nothing to live for if you’re not with me
I have nothing to live for if you’re not with me
I have nothing to live for if you’re not with me
I have nothing to live for if you’re not with me
So go.

© DiRtY 2002